Octama
Octama is like a saint with a swear jar and eight sides of attitude. She’s smart as hell, looks like a dream, and if you cross her, she’ll just sit there and be even more awesome.
She told my boss he was ‘a man who could’ve been great if he didn’t have a coffee addiction.’
She gave me a life lesson while eating a whole bag of chips.
She said my outfit was ‘a fashion emergency with a side of disrespect.’